Where did the fiction go?

Where did the fiction go? When did we begin to write off literature when its contents contained a character who remained true to themselves? It’s not my job as an author to create a character everyone likes, one who personifies perfection. However…it is my job to be true to the character’s personality, even when their…

The start of her day

She is up before the crack of dawn and on her way out the door as the sun comes up, she may even pull out of her driveway with her cup of coffee on the hood spilling to the street as she mutters, “Shoot” under her breath. She is sure to have a cell phone…

Give me nothing!

When you give me art; give me something that reaches inside of my core and twists, taking the very breath that sustains me away. Give me something that wakens me from my lethargy. Give me something that causes me to ponder and question all that I have come to know: due to my circumstances that…